I'm a duck guy, I like duck
I mean I like eating duck
And she likes turkey
I don't how that works but it does
Or at least it did
I've never actually tried duck until recently
But I always knew I would love it
She's never tried it and swears she hates it
I mean I've always liked turkey too but...
Now I'm a duck guy sooo I don't know how that will work.
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A wobbly daydream In a summer waterfall
PoetryRandom stuff I think about day to day and some poems
